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William Shakespeare (1564–1616). The Oxford Shakespeare: Poems. 1914.
“How oft when thou, my music, music play’st”
Sonnet CXXVIII
HOW oft when thou, my music, music play’st |
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Upon that blessed wood whose motion sounds |
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With thy sweet fingers, when thou gently sway’st |
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The wiry concord that mine ear confounds, |
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Do I envy those jacks that nimble leap |
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To kiss the tender inward of thy hand, |
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Whilst my poor lips, which should that harvest reap, |
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At the wood’s boldness by thee blushing stand! |
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To be so tickl’d, they would change their state |
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And situation with those dancing chips, |
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O’er whom thy fingers walk with gentle gait, |
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Making dead wood more bless’d than living lips. |
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Since saucy jacks so happy are in this, |
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Give them thy fingers, me thy lips to kiss. |
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